one night // colby brock

sixty three | definetly not better than sex

Ronnie's POV

As my stomach started to hurt, the video ended.

I had just viewed the "We Love Our Friends" love track.

And I couldn't contain my fits of laughter.

From Elton fisting a can of ravioli to Sam twerking.

It was all a little to much.

I stay at my parents house for a week and this is the stuff they get up to.

Although I'm the youngest, I'm quite literally the Nanny McPhee of the group,

"So did you like it or not?" Colby laughed along with me, closing his laptop,

"I loved it" I sniggered through my teeth as I pecked his cheek.

He blushed,

"And may I just say, you look so hot when you eat fries" I teased as I continued to laugh,

"Shut up or I'll eat you" he chuckled,

"Mm don't threaten me with a good time" I winked at him,

"You're disgusting, you are still a baby" he groaned pushing me,

I gasped and pretended to be hurt, pushing him back with all my might.

I practically threw him off the bed.

He jumped back on and pinned me down, holding me down against the mattress.

I wiggled my eyebrows and he did the same, causing us both to laugh.

His hands moved from my shoulders to my waist and cheek.

Slowly closing the space between us,

"My baby" he whispered in my ear.

He achieved the closed space and placed his lips on mine.

His hands searching my body like an island with treasure.

I was willing to let him wander.

And I let myself wander too.

My hands trailed down his chest and stomach.

Slipping his shirt off over his head.

He sit up, helping me with an all to familiar smirk.

The devil's smirk.

Wasting no time at all, he immediately connected his lips with mine again.

As my back arched and his hips thrusted.

I grew more curious as to where this was going.

I was excited to find out.

And so was Colby, slipping my top of over my head.

His lips trailed down to my jawline, stealing some unusual noises.

His thumb pressed against the bone, holding me in place.

I really did miss dominant Colby.

He didn't make an appearance often but when he did, it was amazing.

The way he appreciates my body and cherishes every single edge of my skin.

It makes me feel so loved that I could explode.

The idea of someone wanting me and doing their best to get me does something to me.

Strange things.

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As I flopped down on the bed after an unexpected experience.

Enjoyable and pleasurable experience.

I took a deep breath and threw my hands down at my side.

I turned to a sweating Colby.

Sweat had never looked so hot.

He was wide awake and breathing heavily.

He rolled over onto his stomach and clasped his hand on mine,

"I love you so much" he mumbled through the pillow.

I laughed at his stupidity.

My wonderful stupid person.

My eyes trailed up his body and stopped at his shoulder.

So many memories came rushing in.

All the blood.

So much blood.

I could remember his body falling limp on mine.

I heard a loud bang and my ears rang.

I tried to push the thoughts to the back of my head, burying them.

But it was no use.

I lost totally control of my breathing.

Tightening my grip on Colby's hand,

"I'm already holding you han- omg Ronnie" he jumped up, holding my face in his hands.

I'm so fucked if I pass out right now.

Because I'm naked and that would be an embarrassing story to tell a medical professional,

"What do I do?" Colby mumbled to himself, freaking out.

Colby threw his shirt over me and held me against his chest,

"Sam! Aaron!" He yelled at the top of his lungs at the only people vacant.

I heard bangs on the floor outside and then two figures standing at the door.

My vision blurring and the room spinning.

I felt -